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måndag 21 mars 2016

Spring....

Bursting bud,
On a tree,
Wrapped in tiny, little leaves...
It weathers winter's,
Ice and snow,
Waiting for its chance to grow…
When’s that day,
Gonna’ come?
When Spring has sprung, 
With springtime sun!
And when those sunny days arrive,
That little bud begins to thrive,
Waking from its winter nap,
Begins to grow, and then unwrap,
I often watch in disbelief,
When tiny bud sprouts giant leaf!


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4 kommentarer:

  1. The poem is perfect with the photo and you got great color and detail.... Michelle

    SvaraRadera
  2. Hello, happy spring. Lovely poem! Have a happy day and week ahead!

    SvaraRadera